Regarding the Cuju competition, all the foreign envoys expressed their emotion that it was wonderful.

But I am also confused as to why a team as powerful as Ming Dynasty can allow Bo Ni to score a goal?

There are also Japan and North Korea who are equally powerful. The referee can award a penalty kick to the weak team, making them feel as sick as swallowing a fly even though they won.

Yunlin Gambling House's daily turnover is at least one hundred thousand taels of silver.

A large amount of silver poured into the Central Plains during the Ming Cup, which made the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty wake up laughing at night.

Hu Weiyong was relieved. After three warnings, those Qiu Ba did not continue to place bets, thus avoiding the end of being treated as leeks by Yue Lin.

"Hu Xiang! It would have been better if I had captured the country of Bo Ni yesterday!"

"Alas! Who would have thought that Liu Bowen, despite his perfect strategy, would be scored by the Bo Ni Kingdom!"

"Ha! He scored a goal, but the emperor didn't blame him and even smiled at him. It's really strange!"

Zhao Yong, the Marquis of Nanxiong, Fei Ju, the Marquis of Pingliang, and Lu Zhongheng, the Marquis of Ji'an. While drinking tea, the three of them did not forget to mention the football match yesterday.

Hu Weiyong secretly said "foolish", then looked at the three people and advised: "You only know what is happening, but you don't know why it is happening!"

"How can we, the Ming Dynasty, have the main force to play against a small country like Bo Ni? They are just ordinary soldiers and generals, and they can fool the opponent on the court!"

"As for Liu Bowen, they change players all to maintain their physical strength! This guy sent a fifty-year-old man to guard the goal. What's the difference between sending the ball?"

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

"Hu Xiang, are you saying that the goal scored was intentional by Liu Bowen?"

"You're so good, Liu Bowen! You've lost your face for this so-called bet!"

"If you say anything to Mr. Hu, I will impeach you right away!"

Reckless man!

Hu Weiyong cursed secretly and explained: "What evidence do you and I have? Liu Bowen can only say that he is not strong enough, and your Majesty will punish him?"

"Who do you think the biggest bookmaker is? Is it Yue Lin? Is it Liu Bowen?"

"No! It's the current emperor! The banker behind Yunlin Gambling House is the entire Ming Dynasty royal family!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath. No wonder Yue Lin was so confident that even the businessman Shen Wansan dared to interfere.

After working on it for a long time, one of them became a prince-in-law, and the other simply became an imperial merchant!

They are all people who work for the royal family, isn't it smooth sailing?

"Hu Xiang, if you had known I would have acquired the gambling house!"

Lu Zhongheng regretted it so much that he couldn't help but pat his thigh and was filled with emotion.

Hu Weiyong snorted coldly, "It's not that I look down on you! Do you have such eyesight that you can clearly see the situation in this stadium?"

"The daily turnover is no less than one hundred thousand taels, how can any of you do it?"

"Besides, without the emperor's backing, how dare he, Yue Lin, dare to buy all the gambling houses!"

It is not that Hu Weiyong has never thought about the industries along the Qinhuai River.

But when he is the prime minister, he wants to join in the same trap as the Lang sisters. It is really a bit embarrassing and losing points.

But Yue Lin is different. Yunlin Casino even provides one-stop services for some teams.

These are also part of Yue Lin's calculations. For example, if there is a match between Japan and Japan tomorrow, then he invites them to go to the Qinhuai River in the evening to ensure that they will all become soft-footed shrimps the next day and cannot hold the ball firmly.

No matter how incompetent Ryukyu is, with the referee's help, won't it be easy to win against the Japanese team?

"As long as you run the restaurant and inn properly, you can still maintain revenue even though you won't make as much money as the gambling house."

Hu Weiyong waved his hand, and when he met Yue Lin today, it was his pleading that gave everyone in Huaixi a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, under Yue Lin's pressure, all their money will be wasted!

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Wuying Palace.

On the left side of Zhu Yuanzhang stood the prince Zhu Biao, and on the right side stood the consort Yue Lin.

As the emperor's right-hand men, the two of them could not bear to disturb the emperor's elegance.

"Hey! We made 120,000 taels in one day!"

"Tsk tsk! Who dares to say that our Ming Dynasty is poor?"

"There is still at least one month before the cup, so wouldn't that mean..."

Lao Zhu was still immersed in his sweet dream, while Yue Lin woke him up.

"My father-in-law, you need a big picture and a long-term vision!"

"Betting is just a trivial matter after all. How can you be like the people in the market?"

"What we call this is to raise funds quickly, and then concentrate our financial resources to expand reproduction!"

Um?

Lao Zhu was puzzled. This guy actually said that he was short-sighted and short-sighted?

"Father, just listen to Yue Lin! How reasonable is what my brother-in-law said?"

"It's only 120,000 taels of silver a day. Do you really care about it?"

"According to my brother-in-law, this money is just drizzle!"

With the experience of the Daming Cup, Zhu Biao knew that Yue Lin was an expert in making money, so he naturally trusted him more.

Seeing that his son, whom he had raised for many years, now turned to an "outsider", Lao Zhu was filled with emotion.

"Yue Lin! This is 120,000 taels a day! Isn't that too little for you?"

"Your Majesty, you will lose nine out of ten times in gambling, but if it keeps going like this, it will easily make people wary."

Yue Lin smiled and said: "This kind of cup competition cannot be held in a short period of time, it is best to hold it every four years! By then those people will have healed their scars and forgotten the pain, and will still invest a lot of money."

"If you can earn three million silver every four years, does your Majesty think you have made a profit or a loss?"

Phew! Three million silver!

Lao Zhu admitted that he didn’t love money in the past because he had never seen so much money!

If he can earn three million in thirty days, he, as an emperor, must love money!

"Well, it's just so-so!"

In order to show the grandeur of his situation, Lao Zhu cleared his throat tactically to show that he was very calm.

"Tell us, how else can you get money?"

Lao Zhu now looked at Yue Lin with a hint of eagerness and expectation.

"Brother-in-law, please stop being so secretive! After making money, won't you be able to have a grand wedding with your eldest sister?"

Zhu Biao encouraged: "My father will definitely not be stingy with dowry! How can my royal married daughter be shabby?"

Ahem! You stinky boy!

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at his eldest son, then smiled and said: "That's natural! No matter how hard we suffer, we can't cry Yingrao!"

Yue Lin walked a few steps in the main hall, then smiled and said: "Your Highness, I wonder if you remember that I told a story about an isolated island country."

"They pursue isolationism. When other regions are in chaos, they take the opportunity to sell weapons and equipment, food and medicine to spend the windfall of war."

"It just so happens that I know that there is a place that is about to fall into war. If I, the Ming Dynasty, can organize a caravan to go there, I will definitely make a lot of money for him!"

Making war profits? Despicable!

Not Daming? What a plan!

Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao looked at each other and quickly reached an agreement.

"My dear son-in-law, we are actually not that kind of warlike person! We just sell food and weapons to those in need, and wish them an early reunification!"

Lao Zhu had an eager look on his face and did not look like a warmonger at all.

"Brother-in-law! I went to Ming Dynasty to help them solve the war as soon as possible and appease the people! This is a righteous act, don't you think so?"

Zhu Biao grabbed Yue Lin's hand, his eyes full of sincere love for money.
Chapter completed!